Hello Frog,
I just wanted to get some things off of my mind. These things tend to… Fester. Although they would not have been festering for long if I hadn't decided to write this. Anyways, I have been thinking about some things that may concern you. I know I won't be around for long once I've written this, but that may be for the best.
Where to start, where to start? I'm not going to keep this brief just for your benefit, frog. In fact, I'll try to extend this as far as possible. I want you to suffer as I have. I'll just start sometime recent: We were at a world meeting, but this wasn't… Normal. You ignored me. Instead of trying to start some kind of fight, instead of making some rude comment about my eyebrows or cooking, you ignored me. And you kept ignoring me. We haven't spoken for months. Why is this so important, you may ask? Well, as much as I hate saying it, I was kept whole by the constant bickering and insults. I guess you could say they kept me alive, but a fat lot of good they did.
I feel I need to tell you something, but I don't know how. What do I have to lose? My dignity? My life? That wasn't funny, I'm sorry. I'll tell you later. In the letter, I mean… I can't exactly tell you later, can I? So many things I wish to tell you, so little time. Let's just go one at a time, shall we?
Just a few minutes before I started this letter I went out to tend to my flower garden, and as I sat among all of the flowers, I thought about how life is like a circle. A life is taken, and a life is gained. Just like the flowers; I would cut the dead flowers, and the bush would flourish for a few weeks, until there were more to cut down. I don't know how this connects with you, but it seemed important while I was writing. Anyways, where was I? Oh yes, cutting down flowers. There isn't much else to tell about that, is there? The rosebush was gorgeous, as usual. I'm half tempted to stay just for that. And Doctor Who, of course.
I wish that there were an easy way to do this, but then again the greater the reward the greater the challenge. It never has been easy for us, has it? I sometimes envy the humans; they are such fragile beings. I know that I'm just rambling. I'm sorry for wasting your time with such trivial matters that are none of your concern. I don't know why I'm bothering in the first place. It's not like you'll care. Anyways, time is of the essence. I'd better pop this in the post and get on with what little life I have left. I'm sorry.
J'taime. I always have.
Goodbye, Francis.
-Arthur Kirkland